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Come ye and weep where the Tempter broods, With his idol groups in their dim solitudes; Hovering low round pagod fanes, O'er victim crowds in stains and chains: Ah, gaze ye down as the old, the gay, Convulsive press to their Buddh to pray.
Pause with us here while grisly death Slowly draws the quivering breath-- Point ye to life, to the realms above? Tell ye of Christ, of pitying love? Too late! too late! one stifling cry Rings of the heathen's agony.